Revisiting an Old Love

When I was younger and started writing all I wrote was poetry.  I fell in love with what poetry did for me.  It allowed me to say everything that I needed to say and express all of the pain that I felt without having to say anything to anyone in particular.  I filled up reams and reams of paper with my thoughts and my feelings that I either felt could not be shared with anyone else, or no one cared enough to listen.  For years, I suppose until I left a sufficient amount of emotions on the pages that I filled up, that was all that I wrote.  Then I found and fell in love with telling a story in novel form and I set out to be a novelist.  

In the last couple of days, as I’ve been sorting through some feelings that I don’t even really understand right now, I have somehow found poetry again.  Or maybe it would be more accurate to say that poetry has found me again.  Now I haven’t actually formulated a whole entire poem yet but I can hear it in my head.  The different lines from several different soon to be written poems continue to repeat themselves in my head over and over again but they haven’t decided to come together just yet.  But I haven’t felt the vibe to write poetry in a very long time and it feels like it might be coming back to me.  What’s funny is that I didn’t even realize that I had missed it. 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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What I Learned From Elizabeth Gilbert, Author of Eat, Pray, Love

I was watching Oprah’s Super Soul Sunday yesterday morning and she had Elizabeth Gilbert, author of Eat, Pray, Love, on for a portion of the show.  I got a lot of things from listening to her story or self-discovery.  She talked about moments of stillness and being able to listen to that voice inside ourselves that we tend to keep ignoring.  But one of the things that I was not expecting to hear was her discussing the power of saying no.  

So many times you hear people advise others that we say no too often and we end up shutting ourselves off to many opportunities that we weren’t receptive too.  But on the flip side, there are those of us who spend so much time taking care of everyone else, and being there for everyone else, that we end up taking ourselves for granted.  Elizabeth Gilbert spoke about having to learn how to say No to people and learning how to not feel guilty about it.  

We all have experienced having those around us that just literally suck the life out of us.  They probably don’t do it intentionally (although some do) but their constant need to lean on you and their constant expectation that you will always be there no matter what can drain you emotionally and eventually physically.  Sometimes we really do need to just stand up for our own emotional health and say no when we need to.  That’s not saying that we can’t ever be there for the people who need us again.  That’s saying that you have to be there for you first.  Until tomorrow…Take some time out for you and don’t feel guilty about the no’s you will have to say in order to do it.    

Jimmetta Carpenter

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The Stigma Behind Creating Greatness

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God.”

~ Marianne Williamson 

I was listening to a clip the other day of a speech that author of Eat, Pray, Love, Elizabeth Gilbert gave discussing the need to nurture creativity and to dismiss the automatic assumption that all writers, or creative types in general, are tortured souls.  I hadn’t realized until I watched this clip just how much I had always bought into that myth in the past and in some ways had fueled my creative ability behind it.  

Now it’s not that I would be any less of a writer if I didn’t have a terrible childhood where I grew up with no father and a very angry and all around abusive mother.  In my case I think that my bad childhood was indeed the fuel behind my early beginnings as a writer.  But I think that sometimes I got it into my head that if I wasn’t going through hard times and struggling to find my footing then I wasn’t a true writer.  However, I’ve realized that in the most recent years, when it comes to my writing, pain and suffering actually stifles my creativity rather than enhances it.  I feel more of a fluid movement of words when I am optimistic about things and when things seem to be going in the right direction.  

It’s always been projected that writers, artists’, and creative like minded people have this angst and anguish, this pain that lies behind their genius.  So does that mean that these creative people can not produce greatness without their individual tragedies?  You hear of great writers and poets like Ernest Hemingway, Langston Hughes, Virginia Woolfe, Edgar Allan Poe, and so many others who have had such tragic lives and their own demons to deal with and they dealt with them through their art.  However, if they were truly meant to be artists’ would it have mattered if their lives were happy and filled with never-ending promise?  

You write something today that’s a fictional story of tragedy and suffering and undoubtedly one of the first questions that someone will ask you is “Is this a true story.”  It’s as if our minds can not possibly come up with a story that is brilliant and filled with drama and tragic events that is not our own actual reality.  They do after all call it fiction for a reason.  

My daughter has a great talent brewing for writing and my best friend’s son is a movie director in the making who also has a great love for writing and they are not tortured souls.  They don’t have some tragic incident that has happened to them to suddenly make them begin to use writing as their source for directing the pain.  Why can’t there be writer’s who have come from a happy childhood and have experienced wonderful experiences throughout their whole lives?  

Why can’t writer’s, or any creative individual for that matter, not have that label of alcoholic, or drug addict, or suicidal that can be placed on them at any point in their career?  Why must writers, past, present, or future, be afraid of being doomed simply because they are doing what they feel they were put on this earth to do?  I would like to think that our future generations of artists don’t have to have that cloud of darkness hanging over their head simply because they wanted to explore their creativity.  Are we really only as great as our greatest tragedies or could it be possible that our tragedies are what strengthen the talent that is to be our greatness?  Until next time…don’t ever allow yourself to feel doomed for doing what God put you hear to do!  

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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